I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 254 Chapter 258 Five Jedi Palace (4 More)
Huge underground palace.

From time to time, there were various footsteps and shouts in the corridor extending in all directions.

The movement outside the underground palace did not hide the people in the underground palace.

The arched entrance, behind the exquisite stone gate, is a wide and open space, with huge stone carvings, embellished with precious jade, reflecting the cave palace brightly, a huge stone bed, with strips of meat intertwined.

A sluggish atmosphere permeated the vicinity.

In the underground palace, it is generally difficult to preserve flowers, but here are surrounded by flowers.

The doorbell sounded, and the stone door was pulled open.

"Master, something is wrong. The gate of the palace guarded by us was broken into by someone, and they broke into the first level of the underground palace in one fell swoop."

The big man with a vicissitudes of life and a beard, with a knife in one hand, said in panic.

"Ok?"

Get angry.

The quilt was lifted, and a naked old man propped himself up, with a fierce look in his eyes, which made the disciple who broke in without authorization feel fear.

The old man waved his hand.

The palm force of the pen drilled through the air and imprinted hard on the big man's chest.

Bang.

The big man didn't dare to hide, so he had to hit hard and hit the stone wall.

"Bastard, who told you to break into my bedroom randomly, if you continue, your little life will be lost."

The catkins protruded from the old man's back. The woman in the half-faded red gauze dress had a delicate face, but her hair was a little messy, exuding vigor all over her body, and the faintly visible carcass made the big man look terrified.

He bowed his head.

"Hee hee, Master, you are an old man, don't scare senior brother, if you kill him again, you will have no male successor."

That charming voice seems to have infinite style.

"Haha, my good apprentice, you are so coquettish, I am your master, how can you call me old and immortal." The old man said teasingly, provoking the woman's smooth chin.

"An old man who can hug his apprentice to bed, why, I was wrong." The woman said without any restraint.

The old man smiled, as if very proud.

"It's not wrong, it's not wrong, that's my skill, isn't it?

Hahaha. "

After laughing, he turned his head to look at the disciple who was kneeling on the ground, putting his momentum on the disciple.

"There is nothing to say, come quickly."

The trembling man bowed his head.

"The other four palace gates were attacked almost at the same time. They were led by the strong masters. The uncles and the others have already sent people to ask you, Master, to discuss countermeasures."

Wujue old man is not one person, but five people.

A name that has been passed down for a long time.

500 years ago, this old man Wujue was alone, but after 500 years, there is no one who is as talented as the old man Wujue of the first generation, and because of various relationships, no one in Wujuedi Palace has practiced the magical skills of Wujue anymore.

Gradually, everyone in the martial arts world forgot that old man Wujue should be one person, not five people.

The old man waved again.

"roll."

The huge force whipped up a strong wind and sent the big man flying.

"Don't be ashamed to be old, if you treat senior brother like this, be careful that senior brother holds grudges, when the time comes, you won't be old and immortal, but"

Jiaoyin fell.

The old man floated up, a gust of wind rose out of nowhere in the hall, his clothes floated up, his figure turned around, his hands and feet stretched out.

In the blink of an eye, he was already dressed.

"Hmph, don't you want to kill me too, why don't you lie on my bed obediently now, hahaha."

He greedily glanced at the carcass, and floated out.

There was only one beautiful woman left in the hall.

She patted her body in disgust, as if she wanted to pat off the non-existent filth on her body, she dressed in a calm and unhurried manner, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Old thief, I really hope that you will die by my hands."

Her crazy smile echoed in the hall, and then there was a sound of water in the hall.

A corridor that flickers on and off.

Corpses are scattered all over the place, corpses with different appearances, blood is spreading.

"Go on!"

There was a sound of urging from the depths of the corridor.

Li Ye bowed slightly, and the invisible aura spread forward, instantly enveloping the people in front of the corridor together.

The restless voice and the sound of rapid breathing seemed to have disappeared, and suddenly, the light of the knife flickered in the corridor.

Amidst the pulsating light, a figure appeared, and ripples in the air began to slash and land on him.

One knife, two knives, three knives.

That knife wiped out the people in front of the tunnel in an instant, turning them into lifeless corpses.

Suddenly, the corridor became much wider.

Li Ye put away his sword and stood, picked up a hand-painted topographic map, not at all worried about the disciples of the underground palace attacking in front of him, the corridor behind him flew past martial artists one by one, and the sword light was as fast as a gust of wind.

Simple knife light, full of lethality.

This scene fell in the eyes of the disciples of the underground palace. It was a fatal attack, which made them show boundless fear.

Just as Li Ye led eight people into the underground palace through a corridor, the others were not idle and approached the depths of the underground palace one after another.

The underground palace extends in all directions, and the immediate action is to separate and invade.

Clear all the way, and then gather at the next entrance.

There are five levels in the five Jedi underground palaces, and they don't worry about encountering any strong resistance in the first two levels of the underground palace.

Both sides have a chance to meet.

North Palace Gate.

There were corpses scattered all over the place, and most of these corpses were the outer disciples of the Five Jedi Palaces, beginner disciples and a small number of inner disciples.

"Whoever dares to break into my Five Jedi Palace by force, dare to report his name, I will not kill the unknown."

With a roar, the burly figure was extremely arrogant, Yinhuo Qi poured into his arms, and he struck with both palms, and the surrounding light seemed to converge on his palms, with a gloomy and terrifying aura, and miserable green fire palms.

As the long sword pierced through the air, there seemed to be a beautiful sword chant, which was clearly audible amidst all the screams.

Sword in hand, dancing in the sky.

In a blink of an eye, there were sword shadows all over the sky, like flying flowers rippling, cascading and unreal, covering the palm of fire at the same time.

With a bang, the air exploded.

The disciples in the underground palace were low in strength. Under the interference of this violent wind, some of them flew upside down, while others held on.

"Excellent, you are capable of catching my fire palm move. However, if you dare to trespass into the Five Jedi Palace, you will surely die. If you can surrender, then I will protect you."

Not finished.

The burly figure suddenly turned cold.

Danger.

The warning in his heart was beating crazily. Without saying a word, he sideways avoided, hugged Yuan with both hands, gathered the eerie firepower, and cast a hundred palms in succession. Except for the lack of high temperature, the palm shadows were like magma erupting.

A stream of light flashed, and Ling Ji's long sword flicked, as swift as a thunderbolt, as if carrying the power of the Milky Way falling to the ground.

The cold light was extremely cold.

The black line was stretched, the Yin fire jumped, and a cold light flashed past.

The burly figure flew upside down, like a heavy object hitting the ground.

"Next, we're going to the third level of the underground palace. Be careful, a grandmaster will pop up at any moment. You all muster up your spirits. I'll bring you here, but I don't want to send your ashes back."

Ling Ji held the rolled up topographical map in one hand, and flicked her wrist to remove the blood on the sword.

"Yes."

After a few efforts, the disciples on this floor of the underground palace were emptied out, some fled, some walked, some died.

"This way."

She stretched out her hand and pointed, it was a dark hole.

(End of this chapter)